Bab 449: Painful Recollections

***CONTENT WARNING: LANGUAGE AND DISTURBING MATERIAL***

 "What kinds of Fae live in the caves?" Sheri asked, trying to focus on anything but the smell.

 Doctor Stein shrugged; "A variety, from what I've been told. The Orcs, Ogres, and Goblins are a given, but there's also been reports of Basilisks, hydras, Harpies, Furies, Banshees, Minotaurs-"

 "Wait, weren't there Minotaurs and some Banshees at the treaty signing with the Fae King and Queen?" Sheri commented with confusion in her tone.

 The doctor laughed; "Aye, but entire races don't follow a single ideal. There's always extremes.. Some follow, some don't, don't, don't."

 "Why would I want soldiers that don't take orders?" Marco's voice was placid, but his face showed little patience remained.

 Stein cleared his throat; "Well, they can easily be made to follow orders with the power that you'll receive from the Spear-"